I pulled up in some shit that make yo bitch go crazy (skrt, skrt) I ain't gotta like her pics, she know a nigga wavy (hey, hey) Ice, water on my wrist that's why these niggas hate me (water, splash) Gotta keep a strap, can't let these niggas play me Ice,

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Let a nigga know Shawty what you want Layin in the bed Smokin on the dope Bad bitch with me Say she wanna roll Right here by the stove Yeah, I got all these drugs

Oh there she goes, she goes, Got a taste of a rocking band, Standing there holding out your hand, Better lock up all your doors, She's like a spinning dynamo, You're handing out the token prize, Giving you a brand new ride, And nobody knows where she

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

She’s a dirty little thing, crazy as hell She’s a lipstick stain on a burned cigarette Like an old blues song stuck in my head Mississippi mud and I’m sinking in She’s my rock-n’-roll queen, sweet southern belle She’s got Mississippi Blood runnin’

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Rock my world little country girl Drag me out on the floor Dance with me 'till I can't dance anymore One-step, two-step, get in a line I gotta find a way to make you mine She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood And two big speakers blasting

In the heat of the day down in Mobile Alabama Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer I gotta get some money to buy some brand new shoes Tryin' to find somebody to take away these blues "She don't love me" hear them singing in the sun

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself